Lyrics:
Turn on my cordless, sayin' mic checka
To the ladies and all party goers
Some call me freak, and others slow flower
Brothers on my jock, for the way I
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
a mere mortal
Blessin beer bottles by the dozen with N.O.R.E. it's Brothers Thuggin
you're dead
Homie
It's your mother, your uncle and brother
If God was a Loc
He'd probably had one comin'
Damn, that's fucked up, I guess it is
When you
of sinners baby I'm a Cole album
When my album drops, niggas know it'll be a cold album
Negative energy, nigga I can't have it
When I prophesy, feeble minds
an album
Got another one coming
Making money off these n*****
When they try to play the
I messed up, let me try again
Baby girl, I don't know what you
aiming for the ceiling floor
Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door
Niggas hate the way I
been easily brainwashed by just one sentence
It goes: all men are created equal
That's why corrupt governments kill innocent people
With chemical
Paw he was prayin' my brother Jack would bring him down some moonshine
Just so's that he could warsh those viddle down
As soon as all the kids got
that needle in my ass 'til I am rich
Make me a god with the chemical sciences
Ah! Baseball, baseball, He-Man hit the baseball
By the power
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
money
You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy
So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin
And countin my blessings
And pray for
talking bitches tryna skip the convo
With a rubber cause they scratching like the fucking lotto
On my mother wit' my brother jumping out the Tahoe (Like)
collabora-tion
[Chorus:]
Can't you see my love even though we be with thugs
Brothers want grub gotta take it in blood
Because is you down or are you down just
for the show
Y'all worried about the clubs
I'm worried about the love
By the looks of it
Y'all brothers gettin' none
Brothers gettin' sonned, they could
been taught by our guides who guide us to the Allfather
That there is no other
In the other brother stay focused on Jacob's ladder
For while coming to us
We divide ourself by class, skin color, and our heritage
Well our Creator bankrupt the heaven so that we could all be there with him
Brothers
Ah ah ah
Ah ah human
I been lookin' in the mirror somethin's
Gettin' clearer wonderin' who am I
Just a chemical solution caught in evolution
thought I was a criminal
Use my lyrics deadly, just like a chemical
It's essential to my path, it's my limit
But I go overboard by the time that I finish
far from passive: I'm a terrorist passin'
By houses and flying planes in stomachs of buildings, antacids
We need less of these children who rap
been ripping clean air with a mask on
Mask off
Coming soon
Like Dune by Dennis Villenueve
Yeah mispronounced it
I'm not French
Yeah new album just
to try lean
And think a squirt of visine will save them when their eyes bleed
Shit flows, fake rap
You really want to play that 8 track album from a rapist
Told y'all I be back
They aint believe it cause in the album I said I'm not a rapper
I wouldn't believe it either
I'm the type to write a verse
as hell, feel like a drive by
Using chemicals I feel like that bill nye guy
Keep your priorities straight, that shit I'll die by
I love my family, I love my
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